Laura kissed her at the door, following Yvette with her eyes to the elevator. She closed her door and about thirty seconds later heard someone knocking on it. Thinking that Yvette might have forgotten something, she opened it without checking first. It was Kendra.

Since it was already evening, she was dressed casually this time in a loose-fitting cream-colored jersey and jeans. But her hard round breasts still jutted out under the jersey, and the jeans were tight around her spectacular thighs and peerless ass. Laura tried, as before, not to stare. I would die to get this woman in bed, she realized.

"Laura . . . may I call you Laura?" Kendra asked.

"Of course. Want to come in?"

"Maybe I'd better not."

"I know what you're here for. We made noise again. I'm so sorry. We lost control."

Kendra grinned broadly. "You sure did. I almost lost control myself. You know, I hope you won't think I'm spying or anything, but I peeked out to see that girl as she was leaving. I can see why you lost control. God, hon', what a knockout. And a sister, too. You and that beautiful sister down here peeling the paint off the walls. God, and so many times, too! What you two be doing together? Never mind, don't tell me. I can figure it out. But she was a knockout."

"I won't tell her you were spying."

"Promise? I feel like such a shit, doing it. But I couldn't stand the curiosity. I almost had a sympathetic . . . you know, little thingee, while I was listening to you two. God, hot? I can hardly believe it. Good thing my daughter is staying late at school."

"Then you can come in for a visit," Laura said, opening the door wider.

She realized belatedly that she was wearing only a bathrobe and hadn't had a chance to put her hair back together after her torrid fucking with Yvette. She clearly looked to Kendra like a wanton pervert who had just been wailing away in sexual abandon only minutes earlier. All true.

Kendra grinned at her. "If you don't beat all." She looked quickly at Laura, up and down. "I will come in for a minute."

Laura opened the door wider. Kendra came in and sat down on Laura's sofa.

"Can I offer you something? A glass of wine?"

"Sure."

Laura brought two glasses of wine back from the kitchen. She clinked glasses with Kendra. "Sorry I can't be more . . . decent on your first visit." Laura glanced down at her bathrobe.

"Don't worry about it, girl. You been busy. Very busy."

Laura smiled mysteriously. "I was very good, though, until today. Right? I mean, you didn't hear anything."

Kendra smiled. "That's right. I was listening hard, too. Like I told you, it's not something you can ignore. And now . . . that I've seen you, and her. I think I'll be listening even harder. I never thought girls who like . . . you know, girls, were such lookers. Gosh, here you look that Victoria's Secret model, what's her name?"

"Stephanie Seymour."

"Right. And then that sister who was here looks like Miss Black Universe or something. And you two were lighting each other's fire."

Laura smiled, blushed deep red, and looked down into her wine.

"You don't have to blush. I'm envious," Kendra said.

"You don't have to be envious," Laura said pointedly, looking up at her from beneath her eyelids.

But Kendra shook her head, vigorously. "Oh no, I'm not going there. I have a lifelong love affair with Mr. Penis, hon'. Mr. Penis and I found out we get along real good. Sometimes I have a little trouble with his owner, but I never had a quarrel with Mr. Penis himself."

Laura laughed throatily. The wine was warming them both, loosening their inhibitions. "I have been known to enjoy his company myself," she said.

"Really? You mean you, what do they call it, swing both ways?"

"I don't know what they call it. I have a few boyfriends, that's all."

"But you prefer Miss Black America."

Laura shrugged helplessly. "You saw her. How could anyone resist her?"

Kendra appeared to ponder it. "Good question."

"Since it makes you uncomfortable, let's talk about something other than sex," Laura said.

"Who said it made me uncomfortable? I'm upset about you guys both being beautiful, when I thought lesbians were these ugly, fat, tough-looking short-haired dykes who don't have a chance with Mr. Penis in the first place. You two have upset my whole applecart and world view."

Laura just smiled. "Maybe I should put on some clothes, so you'd feel less odd."

"I like you," Kendra smiled, a broad, genuine, squinty, infectious smile. "I really like you. Here you are, almost caught in the act by me, doing something most folks think is real naughty, and with a gorgeous sister at that . . . and you're worried about me feeling uncomfortable. I think we're going to be good friends, Laura. And neighbors."

"You could stay for dinner."

Laura was tired and sexually satisfied after her tryst with Yvette, and so she felt less urgency about seducing Kendra, which she knew under normal circumstances she would be desperate to do. The woman was incredibly lovely, and her bronze bangs and jutting round breasts, loose and swaying under her jersey, captivated Laura.

"Oh no, I couldn't do that." Kendra stood up, draining the last of her wine.

"You said your daughter is staying late at school."

"Actually, she's spending the night with a friend," Kendra said softly, as if embarrassed to be changing her story.

"Then I insist," Laura said.

Kendra shook her head and walked toward the door. "No . . . no, I can't. Really."

Laura was right behind her. "I'm not going to seduce you," she teased. "I already had my little fun today, remember?"

"How could I forget?" Kendra said in a low, husky voice, looking darkly, meaningfully, at Laura. "I had my little fun just listening. Excuse me, I mean accidentally overhearing you."

They both laughed. Laura reached out one hand and caressed Kendra's smooth, dark cheek with the back knuckle of her forefinger. "You are totally gorgeous. Forgive me for saying so. I love your hair . . . and your bangs."

Kendra's hand was on the doorknob, but she didn't turn it. "Thank you," she whispered. "Could I have another glass of wine?"

"Yes, you could."

But instead of going for the wine, Laura bent her head slightly forward. They were standing closely enough together for her lips to brush Kendra's without effort. Kendra didn't pull back. Laura brushed her lips against Kendra's once more. Then she pushed her mouth a little further, and they were kissing, slowly, without touching, without tongues, but kissing in a very tender and emotional way.

Finally, Laura pulled back. "There . . . that wasn't so hard, was it," she whispered.

"Easiest thing I ever did," Kendra whispered back.

"Want to do it again?"

"Don't think I'd mind it a bit."

This time the kiss was more serious, and wetter, more sensual. Laura slid her tongue slowly into Kendra's mouth. Kendra met it with her own. After several seconds, her own tongue made a tentative foray into Laura's mouth. Then it pulled back. The kiss lasted twice as long as the first one.

Laura had slipped her hand under the back of Kendra's jersey. Her palm rested on the smooth, hard flesh of Kendra's lower back.

"Your body is so firm and hard," she murmured, her lips only a inch away from Kendra's.

"I work out," Kendra breathed, her dark eyes throbbing with questions. But she couldn't suppress a soft giggle. "Mr. Penis likes hard bodies."

Laura giggled too. "I know. I like them too."

She remembered Brandi. But Kendra was not grotesquely overbuilt like Brandi. She was amazingly svelte and supple, shockingly well-shaped. Laura felt lust returning to her, as if she and Yvette had not already burned up her sheets earlier.

"I thought you liked the tall, willowy type, like Miss Black Universe," Kendra teased softly. "Or like that little short pepper pot I saw leaving here last week."

Laura smiled. She had seen Sholandra. "How did you know she's a pepper pot?"

"She glanced at me as I was coming in the door. Sort of gave me the once over, like a guy does. I saw some fire in her eyes, hon'. Some fire. She must be a firecracker in the sheets."

"She warms it up some around here," Laura smiled.

"What are their names?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Just do. Just curious."

Laura's palm was still under the back of Kendra's jersey, resting on Kendra's marvelous lower back. She did not want to move it.

"Miss Black America's name is Yvette. The pepper pop is Sholandra."

"You like the sisters, don't you Laura."

Instead of getting defensive, Laura shrugged and smiled. "They like me. What can I tell you?"

Kendra grinned. "I can see why. `Sholandra.' Why do black mamas all come up with those cuckoo names for their kids? Keisha, and Ayeesa, and DeAndre, and all that stuff."

"What's your daughter's name?" Laura asked.

"Jane."

"Jane? She must be the only black Jane in the whole country."

"Damn right," Kendra sniffed. "Jane Fallon, future doctor."

Now Laura moved her hand a little up Kendra's back, still inside her shirt. She moved her lips closer, and they began kissing again, this time more passionately than before. When they stopped, Kendra was breathing harder.

"I sure like you, lady," she murmured, almost inaudibly.

"Let's go back and sit on the sofa and do this some more," Laura whispered back.

Kendra said nothing but didn't object. Laura took her hand and led her back to the sofa. They sat down and began kissing immediately.

"I feel kind of like high school, you know," Kendra smiled. "Where you just kiss and kiss because you're afraid to do anything else?"

"I'm not afraid," Laura said throatily.

She slipped her hand under the back of Kendra's jersey again. Kendra's dark, throbbing eyes held hers. "You said you weren't going to seduce me," she said, this time so softly that Laura was not sure she heard.

"I'm not," she said, kissing Kendra's smooth cheek, brushing aside a curtain of bronze-gold hair with her free hand so her lips could reach Kendra's neck.

Her hand moved higher on Kendra's back, up to where her bra strap would have been if she were wearing a bra.

"You are too," Kendra smiled. "I never even kissed another girl before."

"Mmmm, I was beginning to think you liked it," Laura purred.

Kendra bent forward and ran her sensual lips up and down Laura's neck. "I do like it."

Laura now began moving her hand all around on Kendra's naked back, feeling the marvelous smooth skin and hard muscles. "You are so firm," she said. "So deliciously firm."

Now Kendra, feeling bolder, dropped her mouth to Laura's clavicle, pushing open the lapel of Laura's bathrobe to reach it with her lips. Laura pulled her head up with one hand and their mouths really tangled this time. Everything between them was getting hotter by the second.

Laura slid her hand around Kendra's body and filled it with one round, hard breast. Kendra drove her tongue deep into Laura's mouth, whimpering softly as Laura squeezed her breast. Laura couldn't resist the urge to slip her other hand under the front of Kendra's shirt and fill it with Kendra's other marvelous naked breast. The springy centers of Kendra's big nipples pushed up into her palms.

They ended their kiss, both panting softly now, eyes locked, deep in a shared sexual trance.

"I'll take off mine if you take off yours," Kendra whispered to Laura.

Slowly, Laura released Kendra's gorgeous round breasts and slid her hands out from under the jersey. She undid the sash of her robe, then pulled it off her shoulders and arms, letting it fall around her waist, exposing the entire upper half of her body. Kendra, eyes smoking now, pulled her own jersey up and over her head, tossing it away.

Her hard round breasts barely jiggled. Laura could not take her eyes off them. Only Alison, in her experience, had such round breasts. Of course Vondi did, but hers were attributable to silicon. And Alison's were not as hard, as firm, as Kendra's incredible globes.

For her part, Kendra couldn't take her eyes off Laura's naked body. "Hon', you are one beautiful woman," she said softly.

Laura slipped her hand behind Kendra's head and drew her face close. "Shut up and kiss me. You're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen."

They kissed with deep feeling, moving closer, their naked breasts brushing together, their hands caressing each other's naked back. Laura ran her mouth along Kendra's marvelous dark shoulder, then back to her smooth chest, then down to one amazingly hard breast, cupping it with her palm, flicking the broad black nipple with her tongue.

"Laura . . . ohhhh Laura," Kendra panted softly.

Laura scooped up Kendra's other phenomenally hard breast in her other hand went between both delectable nipples with her tongue, teasing Kendra, making her die to feel them being sucked.

"They're so hard . . . so firm," Laura murmured, totally absorbed in making love to Kendra's phenomenal round breasts. "So beautiful."

Finally, having teased her long enough, Laura took one large, thick nipple into her mouth, sucking it gently, tonguing the center more aggressively. Kendra threw her head back, arching her back, pushing her breast into Laura's mouth. Laura sucked harder, squeezing the hard globe with her fingers at the same time.

"Unhh . . . unhhhh!" Kendra panted, growing even more excited.

"Mmmm, you like that," Laura murmured, moving her mouth and fingers to Kendra's other delicious breast.

"Yes. Yes yes. Oh yes. Do it hard. Yes, Laura, hard, suck hard."

"They're so beautiful. You didn't make them this firm by working out."

"They were always like this," Kendra panted, holding her own breasts while Laura devoured them more and more heatedly. "Oh god!"

Laura unzipped Kendra's jeans even as she continued to suck the girl's erect, wet nipples hungrily.

"I want to take off your pants now," Laura whispered. "Is your pussy hot and wet for me?"

"I don't want you to get a big head," Kendra panted as she helped Laura skim the tight pants down her legs. "But my pussy has been boiling like a kettle from the moment I rang your doorbell."

Laura smiled. "Mine too. I can't get over these gorgeous hard boobs. They're so round."

Again she sucked both of Kendra's large black nipples hard, then pinched them with her fingers as she kissed her way down the girl's marvelous writhing body. Kendra had an almost perfect body. Her belly was smooth and flat, her waist very small, her thighs beautifully shaped, her navel a deep `innie' that Laura frenched passionately.

"Girl, you better watch our or you're going to make me come," Kendra panted.

"Are you close?"

"Oh god . . . I'm almost there."

Laura knew she was telling the truth. She herself was almost there too. All the teasing and flirting they had done since Kendra had first shown up had aroused them both unbelievably. Kendra's pelvis was churning uncontrollably, and she tossed her head to and fro, twisting, her incredible breasts still barely shaking or jiggling. Laura slid lower, between her thighs, her mouth only inches from the beautiful fiery gash of Kendra's open pussy.

It was very wet and inflamed, primed for the hungry kiss Laura gave it, slipping her tongue deep inside. Kendra froze. Soft, helpless cawing sounds came from deep in her throat. Oh god, she's going to come! Laura thought.

Quickly, to make it even sharper, she withdrew her tongue by scraping it hard against Kendra's engorged clit, massaging the hard little berry roughly. This was all it took to pull her trigger, and Kendra came in wild convulsions, groaning and whinnying loudly.

"Unngghh! Oh! Oh yes . . . oh yes! Auungghhhh! Oh shit! Auunngghhh!" she cried out, her body clenching and arching, shuddering as a sharp, shocking orgasm shook her. It was clearly more than she had expected. It was a sharp, wrenching climax, and she shook the bed with her wild shuddering. Afterward, she was still out of breath, her eyes bloodshot and bleary. Laura slid up to kiss her, stroking her wonderful hard body lovingly.

"I . . . I'm sorry . . . I was so fast," Kendra babbled apologetically. "Usually I don't come so fast. Usually it's the guy who comes too fast."

"You didn't come too fast, silly," Laura smiled, kissing her. "I wanted to make you come. I want to make you come again."

Kendra blinked and shook her head. "Maybe in a few minutes."

Laura smiled, sliding down Kendra's delicious body, kissing every bit of the scrumptious flesh on her way back to Kendra's delectable pussy. "Now," she murmured.

This time she got to indulge herself with a slow, enjoyable feast, exploring every inch of the long wet seam with her tongue. Kendra, like Yvette and Randi, had a beautiful long pussy, and Laura lavished her skill on it, finally tonguing Kendra's clit until Kendra began to thrash and twist again uncontrollably, keening deep in her throat, twisting and pinching her own nipples, gyrating her hips slowly, rhythmically.

"Ohhnnnn . . . oh shit Laura you're going to . . . ah! Ah! Oh yes! Oh, you're going to make me come again! Oh!"

"Yes, girl, yes! Do it!"

"Oh!"

Again it didn't take long, although longer than the first time. But Laura kissed and tongued and sucked Kendra' hard little clit until Kendra was moaning and writhing and suddenly coming unbelievably, this time in a long, swooning orgasm that undulated throughout her long naked body. And now Laura knew she had Kendra where she wanted her, completely vulnerable, on a plateau of coming, moaning and twisting through her second orgasm. Laura felt a little like Kim, who had said she went for the g-spot every time. Laura knew she could find it.

Kendra came quickly and easily. She was still coming down from her second orgasm when Laura slid two fingers up inside her wet pussy and began probing, searching, still licking the outer lips and flicking the erect clit with the tip of her tongue. It was all the same to Kendra, who realized she was being fucked by an expert, and could do nothing but give in completely. She had already come twice in quick succession, and clearly more was on the way.

Totally dazed by the storms of coming she had already been through, she looked down at Laura in disbelief, churning her pelvis as Laura kept fucking her. Panting and gasping, she bit her full lower lips, her eyes rolling up, her whole luscious body quivering as Laura's fingers searched the inner walls of her tight wet pussy for the secret spot. It seemed as if she hardly knew what Laura was up to until suddenly the tip of Laura's forefinger slid across an especially sensitive patch of flesh.

Kendra's body suddenly jerked and froze. Oh god, I've found it! Laura realized. Honey, you're going to come so hard!

She now poured it on heavily, sucking Kendra's clit again while rubbing the spot inside Kendra's pussy vigorously. In about ten seconds Kendra's body stiffened, then dissolved into convulsions. Tiny, helpless squeaking sounds began to escape from her throat. She began to come in torrents, groaning, writhing, having a fresh climax about every ten seconds.

Laura was in seventh heaven, fucking one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen, bringing her to multiple orgasms the very first time, watching her splendid, hard, black body undulate and clench as each climax wrenched her, looking at the ecstacy seize her beautiful face. Kendra had five distinct orgasms before Laura backed off and let her down from the continuing rapture. Kendra fell hard, diving into a swoon similar to the ones Laura had seen Jonelle have, trembling and moaning as if still coming on a lower level, until finally she gasped, blinked, and went limp.

"Oh god . . . Laura," she finally breathed.

She ran her hands up and down her naked body, as if she could scarcely believe this very body had actually just experienced all that intense bliss. She was so gorgeous that Laura wanted to do it all over again. Kendra looked at her, astonished, even awed.

"I've slept with forty or fifty guys, Laura, and I never had sex like that," she said hoarsely.

"Forty or fifty?" Laura's eyes widened. "Isn't that a lot?"

Kendra shrugged. "Maybe." She smiled devilishly. "Told you I like Mr. Penis. Why? How many chicks have you gone to bed with?"

"I don't know," Laura thought. "Probably not more than twenty."

Kendra raised one eyebrow and smiled. "You sure learned your lessons. How'd you do that to me? I had seven orgasms in under thirty minutes. Mr. Penis can't even give me seven orgasms at the same time. Four, maybe five, and he's had it. You, girl, are a miracle. I can see why Miss Black Universe was groaning and moaning and carryin' on down here."

Laura nuzzled her cheek, kissed her mouth, caressed her phenomenal breasts again. "You made a little noise yourself, darling," she purred.

"I know. I thought maybe I was going to die of coming."

"It wasn't so bad, was it?"

"It was terrific. Look, I have had only a few others in my life that even came close. You, Laura, are a miracle. And now it's your turn." She pushed Laura down onto her back. "I've never done this, but I think I can figure it out."

"I should warn you, I'm already very close. Close to popping," Laura panted as Kendra began to caress and kiss and suck her breasts.

"I'll bet you are, hon', after that. I'm going to pop you, too. I think I can do it." She slid down Laura's twisting body, between Laura's thighs. "Oooohh . . . what a sweet, pink, wet pussy."

Laura slipped both hands down to her crotch and pulled open the wet, aching cleft of her pussy for Kendra. "All yours, darling."

"I think I'm going to like this," Kendra smiled, extending her tongue.

And she apparently did like it a lot. She slid her tongue deep into the center of Laura's pussy to start with, licking up and swallowing Laura's juices. And then she proceeded to make love to it passionately, finally pressing the flat of her tongue against Laura's clit and waggling her head back and forth until Laura was coming in glorious, shattering spasms, moaning and whimpering in wild abandon.

It was a thrilling moment for both of them, and Kendra was proud of herself as Laura drifted back to consciousness from a region of heavenly bliss.

"Laura, I do believe you were trying to come harder than I did," she smiled, stroking Laura's cheek affectionately. "Guess my first try at it was a wild success."

"Wild," Laura croaked. "I'm not kidding."

She pulled Kendra down on the bed with her, embracing her tightly, kissing her ardently. Their bodies began to undulate together, their tongues coiling, their hands descending again.

"I don't know how you can get me hot and bothered again after seven orgasms," Kendra whispered. "You must know some black magic, girl."

"You're the black magic," Laura breathed hotly in her ear.

She too was surprised. Both had had shattering orgasms, Laura earlier with Yvette, and now one with Kendra, and Kendra herself seven straight climaxes. And yet here they were entangled in a hot, urgent maelstrom of renewed fucking, totally out of control. This time they hand-fucked each other while staring deeply into each other's eyes, a wild, extremely exciting embrace that ended up with Laura on top and Kendra on her back just so they could both spread their thighs and let their rapidly swirling fingers work more efficiently. They came marvelously in unison, still gazing fixedly at one another as the effects of their orgasms poured across their faces, communicating the fierce, mutual intensity to one another.

"Girl . . . I never," Kendra gasped when it was finally over. "I just never. You take the cake. You win the Academy Award."

"Only I wasn't acting," Laura smiled.

Now that their initial, urgent passion had been spent, they relaxed and enjoyed one another's company.

"Since your daughter isn't home, you can't spend the night," Laura said brightly.

"Laura, are you trying to kill me? You are worse than any man I ever knew, you sex fiend. If I spent the night here, I would be fucked to death by morning."

"You might."

Kendra shook her head. "What if she calls and I'm not there?"

"Call her and tell her you're staying over here."

Kendra looked at Laura skeptically, from under her brow. "She already knows what goes on in this apartment, hon'. Women be fucking each other's pussy raw down here."

"You're going to have to tell her eventually, aren't you? I mean, you and I aren't going to stop with this once . . . are we?"

Kendra embraced and kissed Laura. "I sure hope not. You, lady, are a miracle."

"I just love your incredible body," Laura murmured, running her fingers all over Kendra's hard, silky flesh.

"It's not incredible. I just work out, that's all. You have a gorgeous body too. You could be hard like me, if you worked out all the time."

"I'll let you be hard, and I'll be soft."

"You aren't too soft, hon'. These boobs are real firm and nice, and just about perfect."

"But yours are so round. And hard. I know a girl who has boobs like these, but hers are silicon. Yours are real."

Kendra smiled proudly. She threw out her chest, and her magnificent breasts jiggled only a little, perfect round balls. "These boobs have reduced many a man to a slobbering idiot, Laura," she smiled. "They just go nuts when they see them." She lowered her voice, and spoke suggestively now. "But no man ever did what you did to them. Always in too much of a hurry to get to this." She pointed to her pussy. "But you know how to treat a girl, don't you. You know how to treat my boobs, that's for sure. I'll give you another five years to stop."

"I go nuts when I see them too," Laura confessed, taking both phenomenal round globes in her hands.

Only Alison's were as round as this, but not as hard. She brushed her thumbs over the springy centers of Kendra's wide, black nipples. Kendra bit her lower lip.

"There you go again," she said softly.

Laura slithered her tongue into Kendra's mouth, teasing her, kissing her hungrily while pinching both of Kendra's thick nipples in her fingers. "I want to fuck you again," she whispered.

"Laura, you're worse than a man. After a few times they ain't worth nothing, but you go on and on."

"I've got an idea. Why don't we go up to your place? Then if she calls, you'll be there."

Kendra smiled. "Screaming and hollering my way through another climax, right?"

"At least you'll be near the phone," Laura smiled.

"Sounds like a plan. Then we can get dressed and undress each other all over again."

Laura shivered, and giggled. "I can hardly wait."

"Me either. Let's do it."